A lazy Sunday afternoon of boredom and a constant burning horniness had finally caused me to seek an outlet. After a day full of emailing older men who I had found on the internet, I'd finally found one that didn't sound incredibly creepy and was into the kinds of things I wanted. I wanted an older man who liked young, boyish guys with smallish dicks, as I w...
Sleep eludes me, it's my fault, no doubt about that. How the hell am I supposed to go through with this crazy idea, I'm not really going to act this out am I? Hell no! Wait, I promised, agreed to go along with this wild fantasy role play, well sorta. The sound of soft breathing drifts down to my ears from the bunk above, it's hypnotic, stimulating, horrify...
I guess I felt a little funny the next day. The nighttime skinny-dipping and my surrender to gay sex ran through my mind and into my dreams all night. I was still pondering it all in the morning. Mike was the first man I had ever had sex with. His was the first cock I had put in my mouth. I found myself wondering just what this meant about me. Was I gay, or...
Not for the first time I didn't like the gleam in Leon's eye or the lilt in his voice when he told me I had an assignment. He was much too pleased with himself when he handed me the envelope containing the address and the gate key. We'd been getting along better than usual lately—or had been up to the time he seemed to think that meant I was warming to him a...
In the very early 1970's long hair was in for guys, and in an effort to fit in with the rest of the guys I let my hair grow as well although it was not nearly as long as many of my peers. Even my barely shoulder length dirty blonde hair was too long for my Mom, who in an effort to make up for the father who was no longer around was doing her best to wear bo...
Oral Friends Three -- The Fishing Trip You may be familiar with my previous stories in this series; I hope you have enjoyed them. This is the third fantasy story featuring recurring characters. This story stands alone but is part of the series. ***** My best friend, Rich, and I had been friends since childhood. Recently our friendship moved to another lev...
MONDAY I woke up, my face filmed with sweat, and had a drink from the glass of flat, room temperature water on the bedside table. I could hear the sounds of people in the pool, having a morning swim; the rasp of crickets in the grass; the chirp of birds. Through the slats in the shutter I could tell that the sky was clear as ever. Great, I thought gloomily...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === "Okay, Rob. What seems to be the problem?" My doctor, James Courtney, threw me a weary look as he sat himself down in front of me alongside his desk. No doubt he'd had his fill of the local hypochondriacs and nutters today. "Well, it's a bit of strange one, James," I said, hesitantly. We...
Just three days after delivering a box that had been delivered to me by accident, I saw him at the gym. I saw him when I was changing after my workout, he was just arriving. I wish I had known his name. The name on the package was a woman's name. "Hi, I'm Brian." I introduced myself. "Hi, how are you doing today?" he responded. "I'm good." Our eyes met...
Chapter 2: "The Fourth Pill" Joey shifted on his bed, bored. Horny and bored. Hanukah had come early this year, so he'd celebrated early with his parents over Thanksgiving break, and now they were off touring Europe for their 30th wedding anniversary. His family had moved after he'd graduated high school, so even though he still kept in touch with some of h...